You had eyes like the setting sun
fiery gold with specs of amber
delicate fingers
plush lips
I remember first
laying eyes on you
our souls
burning to stay reunited
I would serenade you
with breakfast at Tiffany’s
a moon and a river
and tidbits of huckleberry
We spent eons together
I know so
because I measured it by
the number of stars I counted
in your eyes
they held
a touch of temptation
a lick of inducement
those lashes could
sweep you off your feet
even in death
How does it feel to be ravished by me
You’d chime it like a prayer
it was poison on my tongue
but I swallowed it as if
it was an elixir
Like it had tasted of
had smelled of
redemption
It’s written there on
the pictures etched in
your skin
tiny fragments you point out
and feed me
She talks about love as if
it was the east
and she is
that sun
and I am nothing but Icarus
Éloa 
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